"See there," said little Love Winslow, "what fine black berries CaptainMiles Standish hath brought."

"Yea, my little maid, there is a brave lot of holly berries for thee todress the cabin withal. We shall not want for Christmas greens here,though the homes and churches are yet to come."

"Yea, Brother Miles," exclaimed Elder Brewster, "the trees of the Lord arefull of sap in this land, even the cedars of Lebanon, which he hathplanted. It hath the look to me of a land which the Lord our God hathblessed."